Suddenly Husband Wife
Inpatient

I immediately took Sagara into the room and laid him in the baby box, I wrapped my child so that his body warm. Then I kissed her cheeks left and right.

I caught up with Akram in the living room with Amel. The girl seemed to complain to my handsome husband, for real she wanted to get attention. Who's wrong shrimp allergy instead eat it?

"Mas, Amel's body itches all. Look at this red-red, right?"

Not only your body is itchy, but your behavior is also itchy. Cihhh, my mind is in my heart. Mas Akram looked worried about Amel's condition.

"Mel, if you're allergic to shrimp why are you still eating?" ask me Akram.

"I'm gatau, Mas. If the allergy is the same shrimp, if Amel knows, surely Amel chose to eat another .. hisk." Amel sobbed weakly.

"Jaudah we should go to the doctor," Mas Akram asked.

"Mas, soon azan magrib. It's better to pray first to the doctor," I said to give advice.

Mas Akram according to me, they just went to the doctor after the magrib prayer first. Coincidentally our apartment was not far from the hospital, only about fifteen minutes. Moreover, I have ordered the online queue through the application.

I sent a message to Mas Akram, asking my husband what to eat for dinner.

"How did Amel go to the doctor's office?" a message I sent, while waiting for a reply I folded Sagara clothes that had just dried after washing.

Long time, no reply. Is Amel bad? My heart wonders? until one hour there was no reply I also called mas Akram. The first call was missed, until the third call Mas Akram just answered him, Sagara also so awakened.

"Halo Assalamualaikum, dik," said Mas Akram from across the phone.

"Hello, walaikumsalam, Mas. How's Amel doing? Why so long?" my many.

"Amel was treated in, besides the rash earlier he felt tightness as well. So it's got to help oxygen to breathe."

I sighed in doubt about Amel's condition to such an extent. "So Amel was treated? Are you going home tonight?"

"Hmm .. sorry, I think Amel will be in the hospital. You see pakde already nitipin Amel to mas, so mas feel have trust," replied mas Akram.

Heard from his voice like his mas Akram felt bad for me. Actually I feel objected, but it will look very selfish in the eyes of Akram mas if I forbid it.

"Yaudah, it's okay. I'm with Sagara in the apartment. If you need anything, call me right away, Mas. Tell Amel to get well soon."

"You be careful in the apartment, sorry tonight I didn't come home. Hopefully Amel tomorrow can improve, you are careful not to forget dinner. Love you."

Akram's words warmed my heart. Ah, it is true that women like to listen while men like to see. I smile to myself.

"Yes mas later Sraya dinner, I also .. dear mas Akram," I replied timidly.

Tonight I was just accompanied by Sagara, this anxious baby seemed to know that Akram mas is not with us. As a result he did not go to sleep as well, usually at seven o'clock in the night Sagara was asleep.

I'm back to making video calls with Akram mas, magically. The sound of mas Akram who invites Sagara to talk for a while makes this baby fall asleep. Maybe this is what Sagara wants, the sound of Akram mas seems to be a bobbin nina song that takes this baby to his dream realm.

At ten I was not yet sleepy, I was used to sleeping in the arms of Akram for approximately two months. There is something missing that I feel. It's so much of me, it's only been one night that my husband isn't around.

I decided to make something to kill my boredom, after making sure Sagara was safe inside her baby box. I'll be in the kitchen soon.

I had bought groceries and had not yet put them in the refrigerator and kitchen cabinets, and when I finished I decided to make risoles. Recipes from my mom who cooks.

After sauteing the seasoning until fragrant, I put the vegetables and chicken. I started filling my lumpia skin until it was all over. In order to be more durable I also enter the risole kedalan freezer to be durable and ready in the fry.

At half-twelve, I decided to go to bed. Sagara cried because he asked for milk rations and changed his diaper at midnight.

Sure enough Sagara woke up at three o'clock in the morning, I immediately made him milk and cradled him to fall asleep again. After that, I chose to pray tahajud.

Ask the creator to be given the convenience for us to run our lives well, given health, smoothness, calmness, and strength. I pray for my household to be a happy family.

I waited until dawn. After completing the obligation of dawn prayer I chose to make breakfast the plan I would send to mas Akram, and I informed him first.

I get ready and bathe my favorite foster child, dressing her petite body with telon oil and also special powder. What a special smell of a baby who became a new opium that accompanies my days.

At half-nine when I wanted to go to visit Amel who was being hospitalized, I checked the phone which turned out to have a notification from the person who wanted to install CCTV.

"Good morning ma'am, we're from Multi Media Control. Last night we confirmed to Mr. Akram that this morning we would install CCTV, but he could not be contacted and we were on the road to the mother's apartment. Is there anyone we can meet?"

That is the message I read. Immediately I called Mas Akram, where my husband was. From dawn even the message from me has not been read. Did something happen to Amel?

one missed call, I tried calling her again. "Hallo assalamualaikum, dik," said Mas Akram.

"Hallo walaikumsalam mas, how is Amel doing? I sent a chat to Mas, but I don't think I read it yet?"

"Amel already mengingan dik, ten o'clock there will be a doctor who visits. Mas all night gabisa sleep and just slept at dawn," explained mas Akram.

I felt sorry to hear that Akram was only able to sleep at dawn, he must have not had breakfast.

"Mas had breakfast" I asked.

"She hasn't had breakfast yet, and I'll buy it in the hospital cafeteria."

"No need, Mas. I have made breakfast for Akram mas, the intention is that I will go straight to the hospital, Mas. But I just read the chat from who wants to install CCTV, they're on the way to our apartment." I told Pas Akram, because I'm sure mas Akram forgot.

"Astagfirullah, I forgot you. Last night we were on the phone and I gave you permission this morning they could do it right away."

"Well, if you make a deal, I won't go to the hospital. Breakfast for mas I send using a gosend aja mas, kasian right who want to install CCTV must return again because in the apartment there is no one."

After I disconnected the call with my husband, I immediately ordered an ojek online to deliver food to the hospital. Not long after my ojek order came.

Fifteen minutes later my apartment bell rang, I immediately opened it because it was visible from the screen if the CCTV officer came. I opened the door to coincide with the arrival of a husband and wife with a three-year-old boy

Looks like they just want to fill the front unit. I smiled kindly at them, who were answered by the couple.

"Again, Mba. What about the front apartment unit?" ask this beautiful woman in front of me

"For me too, Mba. Yes, I live with my husband and my son" I answered kindly to the woman

"I'm not familiar with, Mba. Where have I been, huh?"

The woman seemed to be thinking, I who had never met her also tried to remember. Who knows, we have met before.